the art of kissing
sam holland x reader
fianlly got this request up!!!! to the anon that requested it, i’m so sorry for the wait i kind of procrastinated and i’m sooooo sorry. anyway, i hope you enjoy!!
- did this pic because he just looks so soft and kissable and i love his boy so much -
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no matter the circumstance, no matter the time of day or what mood you were in — it always seemed like perfect time to kiss him. so, being all alone in a big house was practically a sign from the universe that you should make out with him.
“sammy,” you hum shortly before crashing your lips on his, standing up on your toes to reach him entirely. “we’re alone,” you slowly pry your mouths apart and smile at him.
“i know,” he smirks and pulls you closer, his hand sliding down your back and stopping at the bottom of it. “finally,” he adds and laughs to himself softly, attaching your lips once again — both of your smiles clashing together.
his lips elope over yours as he shifts his weight from one foot to the other and walks the two of you backwards to fall back on the couch. you sit in his lip, your knees bent by the sides of his thighs.
never do your lips part. it’s like they’re glued together, except for the short moments when you disconnect them to nudge or gather his lips in between yours, or when he does that to you.
his hand slides up your neck and cups your jaw, his fingers lingering in your hair and getting themselves tangled by the roots.
the kiss is really messy - a little too much saliva, too many hidden smiles that make your teeth clash together and you’re both trying too hard to make it perfect. “sorry,” he whispers with a small little chuckle as his heated breath huffs out onto your toothy smirk.
“it’s okay,” you huff out just like him and grab his cheek with one hand while you rest your forehead against his. you swipe your thumb across his cheek and give him a reassuring smile followed along with a short giggle.
he kisses you again, spooning up your bottom lip in between his, swiping his tongue across it. “mmh,” he groans into the kiss and sends vibrations into your mouth. out of instinct, your hands travel up his shoulders and roam over the curves of his neck to rummage them through his hair.
he holds onto your waist, breathing heavily into the kiss as if he’s out of breath. but he keeps kissing you. leaning over you so you fall on your back. he’s hovering you, elbows bent beside your head and mouth tied and tangled with yours.
both of your lips are numb from all the contact. he pulls away softly, savoring the taste of your mouth for as long as he can before you pull apart completely. his lips soon reattach to your jaw line - his soft tongue sliding and sucking on the hot skin. your nerves shake and send a wave of pleasure throughout your body.
his hips meet yours as he slowly grinds down on you. you’re surprised at how hard he is already, you moan loudly from shock and pure bliss. the way he trails up and down your neck, sucking roughly and softly and pressing soft and messy kisses to your skin - leaving marks everywhere he could - it just got you feeling some sort of way.
heat rose in your core as your stomach coiled and heart pounded louder. he continued slide his bottom half down on you mindlessly - just getting caught up in the moment and wanting you so bad.
“sam…” you hum out to get his attention. he doesn’t say anything back and replaces your neck with your lips, once again.
you both breathe out at the same time, your moans become rhythmic and in sync as he nudges his kiss further into you.
“whoop, whoop, sammy, get it!” you hear harry’s voice cheer and applause from behind you.
sam freezes, sheer terror crossing over his face. this was his worst nightmare - his family and friends (tom, harry and haz) walking in on him doing something he only did with you.
“damn, i never knew my little brother could get so down n’ dirty,” tom teases with exaggerated hip thrusts to add humor as sam slides off of you and crouches on the ground by the couch.
“great job, man. i’m sure she’s a lucky girl.” harrison gets out through a shared laugh between the group.
“oh, piss off!” sam throws the nearest object at them, which happens to be a pillow.
your cheeks flush with red - god how embarrassing.
“sorry,” sam shakes his head and looks at you while the three of them stammer in the background, teasing your poor boyfriend. “if i knew they would be home so soon, i would’ve made us go somewhere a little more private.”
“oooohhhhh,” the boys coo and laugh at sam.
but it was cute because sam’s freckled cheeks became bright and rosy and he had this shy, embarrassed smile that made his nearly invisible dimples pop out.
sam was just adorable.
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this is like my 5th time rebloging because it’s just so cute!! 😍😍
